Saturday, January 3, 2009

If you don’t know You don’t knowThe greatest puppets Have the most to gainTheir padded stomach Insulation against the plight A quivering layer of dependency and drought

If you don’t know You can’t knowAll that shouting The violent vociferous velocityOf insults and exclamations Is camouflage forBallots bought, ballots bound

If you don’t know Should you care?This belly politics Is like a disease that blindsWith religious-like zeal Swearing what is white is black And what is black is white

If you don’t know You should knowPolitics, they say politricksI say bellytricks, like insect-tics They are parasites sitting heavyBlotting out the possibilitiesOf this misnomer we all Haltingly call democracy